im the girl ment to hatement to beatment to brakement to slapment to seepment to tryment to keep

im not the girl ment to lovement to kiss ment to hugment to leavement to meanment to cry ment to be

who are you says the girl standing in front of mirror cracked right down the center spider webbing viens seep of the main crack making her face one of unknown but did she ever really know who that face belonged to anyways